“Sweet,” he murmured into her mouth.
Curling her arms around Wyatt’s strong neck she pulled him deeper into her. Wyatt responded by wrapping one hand around her neck and the other around her back fitting her spread legs against his waist. Jinger felt the hard ridge of his cock against his jeans. She moaned into his mouth.
They kissed, promising each other the time they both craved without words.
“Jinger, stay the night with me,” Wyatt asked against her lips.
Pulling back, her lips tender from his kisses, she couldn’t help blurt out, “I’m not that kind of girl!” Then she realized what she sounded like and let out a laugh.
Wyatt starting laughing with her, “Well I’d say I’m not that kind of boy, but I’d be lying. I wouldn’t think any less of you for spending the night with me. I’d hope you wouldn’t think any less of me for doing the same? I can’t imagine our relationship progressing if you thought I was some kind of man slut.”
“I’m sorry, did you say man slut,” she said, the first of her giggles escaping.
He batted ridiculously long lashes for a man up at her and she broke out into hysterical laughter.
Wyatt couldn’t resist kissing her laughter, she was even more beautiful when she laughed.
“Wyatt, I don’t want to go,” she whispered.
“Then don’t,” he said between kisses.
Jinger opened her mouth to his next kiss, letting Wyatt take what he wanted. And he did.
His hands wrapped around her hips, cupping her ass and pulling her closer to him, fitting her heat against him. He squeezed her plump bottom in his strong hands.
“You are so soft and sexy,” he said moving his mouth to her neck, placing soft wet kisses down to her collar bone. Wyatt let his hands slide under the edge of her shirt and slowly started pulling it up as he continued his kisses, nipping her neck.
Jinger lifted her arms letting him pull her shirt over her head. Normally Jinger would worry about her belly roll sitting like this, but for some reason she knew that Wyatt liked her just like she was.
Tossing the shirt to the floor, Wyatt leaned back and dropped his gaze to her breasts. He smiled up at her and then leaned down, kissing the tops of her mounds, dragging his teeth across the edge of the lilac lace of her bra. “Nice bra,” he commented.
Just because she had to dress like one of the guys, didn’t mean Jinger didn’t want to feel feminine underneath.
Wyatt nipped at her then soothed the bite with an open mouth kiss. He sucked hard, causing Jinger to gasp. He was marking her, and his bear was happy. He wanted his teeth marks permanently on her neck, but he’d have to be content with what Wyatt could give him for now.
Wyatt moved between her breasts sucking hard until there were two matching bruises. He smiled at his handy work. He looked up to gauge what Jinger thought of his juvenile antics.
She just ran her hand through his hair and said, “Naughty.”
Deciding he wasn’t going to be reprimanded, he went back to his kisses. His hands reached around and with a flick of his wrist he had her bra unhooked. Wyatt groaned as the bounty of Jinger’s breasts poured out. Her breast were big and soft and weren’t as perky as she’d like. Wyatt clearly thought they were spectacular, since he took both of them into his hands and brought her nipples to his mouth sucking one then the other. He kneaded and rubbed his face over their softness.
Wyatt’s bear was growling his approval at being able to bask in her sweet scent. He loved being face to face with her beautiful breasts, but man and bear wanted more. Moving back to her mouth, Wyatt kissed her deep and long as he stood and eased her back to the mattress. Once she was flat, he placed hot kisses down her body until he reached her pants. Looking up at her he flicked open the button and slid down the zipper never taking his eyes off of her.
Chapter 11
Jinger watched him and gave him an encouraging if not wobbly smile. Reaching for her waistband he gave a tug and pulled the pants down taking her lilac undies with them, Jinger giving a shimmy to help. He removed her shoes and socks and kissed the arches of each foot. Kissing his way back up her legs, he ran his hands up the smooth skin until he reached the hot core that was his goal. Pushing her legs wider, he kissed the inside of each thigh, breathing in the heady sweet scent. Jinger knew her pussy was wet and swollen from the fervor of his kisses. The sounds Wyatt was making, something between a low growl and moaning made her think he was more than happy she was as excited as she was.
Wyatt was trying to not attack her sweet pussy like he wanted to. Fighting back his bear was taking some effort. He knew his bear wanted out, but now was not the time. He didn’t want to lose control so he was slowing down to ensure he was focused on Jinger.